:33:00
Sin, death, and hell
have set their marks on him...
:33:04
...and all their messengers
await on him.
:33:08
PACINO: Thou hateful wither'd hag,
have done thy charm.
:33:11
And leave out thee?
:33:13
Stay, dog, for thou shalt hear me.
:33:18
The worm of conscience
still begnaw thy soul.
:33:23
Thou elvish-mark'd, abortive,
rooting hog.
:33:30
Live each of you
the subjects to his hate...
:33:37
...and he to yours,
and all of you to God's!
:33:43
We don't say a word. We let her go.
:33:45
REDGRAVE: The music...
Literally, I mean the music...
:33:49
... and the thoughts and the concepts...
:33:52
... and the feelings have not been
divorced from the words.
:33:57
In England, you've had centuries in
which word has been totally divorced...
:34:02
...from truth, and that's a problem
for us actors.
:34:06
If we think words are things
and have no feelings in words...
:34:09
...then we say things to each other
that mean nothing.
:34:12
But if we felt what we said,
we'd say less and mean more.
:34:17
Spare some change?
:34:22
Lt'd be interesting to see where he...
:34:26
- Is that possibly...?
- Where Shakespeare was born.
:34:29
PACINO: I think that's Shakespeare
up there in the window.
:34:32
Knock first. Knock, Frederic.
:34:37
PACINO: Hello. Frederic, you've...
KIMBALL: Okay.
:34:40
- Where was William Shakespeare born?
- There's the bed of birth.
:34:45
KIMBALL: You gotta be kidding.
- I wouldn't kid about a thing like that.
:34:49
It's too late.
:34:52
It's a very, very small bed.
:34:54
I was expecting to have an epiphany...
:34:58
...an outpouring of the soul
upon seeing...